Intro
Rub your titties if you got nice weave
(Memphis stand up, A-town stand up)
Verse 1
f** you, you's a p**y n***a anyway
While you talking bout me, tell em how I rode your face
Oh, Memphis 10 where we get it in
Money over everything, chicks be f**in just to win
First, 48 is the scene
I can k** a b**h dreams, have you seen me in my jeans? (Agh)
If that's ya n***a tell him stay up off my ringer
Bout to co*k it back, watch me shoot my middle finger like…
Chorus
(Jive Records I said)
(Michelle from straight from the a** blog, I'm like, f** you, smellin like a fish market)
(You angry b**hes I'm like…)
(I'ma get ya'll some t-shirts that say 'I Hate K. Michelle')
(All you hatin b**hes)
Verse 2
f** you, and the b**hes that you came wit
Why ugly b**hes always wanna talk the most sh**?
Dumb sh**, sweet valley high sh**
Really man, f** you and ya whole clique
Im from Memphis
Jump a gay, slap a b**h
I ain't industry, and I ain't with that sh**
I see alot of n***as, but not alot of men
All of a sudden, stranger b**hes tryna be my friend
Chorus
(For real though, I-I don't know none of you hoes, I don't.)
(Tell Stylie Mell)
(To that flight attendant that didn't wanna give me another drink, f** you, okay?)
(I don't really got no more beef you know, I mean, you get rich I mean-mean you ain't gotta talk sh**)
Outro
(That's how we feel K?)
(agh)
(AGH)
Twerk, twerk, twerk twerk, Miley twerk
Twerk, twerk, twerk twerk, K. twerk
(I'm out)